Han Zhao pondered for a moment and replied, "Teacher, are you not letting us speak so that we can use body language to introduce our individual characteristics?"
His words were like a sudden enlightenment, and the classmates immediately understood.
Quan Jiu nodded, "You can interpret it that way, but I hope this characteristic is abstract. If you are tall, you don't just make a tall gesture; that's meaningless. Self-introductions are always about making others remember you better."
The classmates below understood. And after understanding, someone quick-witted immediately stood up, "I'll go first."
"Zhuang Yu, this kid knows how to seize opportunities. Being the first and last to perform gives him the biggest advantage," someone muttered.
Zhuang Yu took out his headset, hung it around his neck, then took out a skateboard and started riding it around the classroom. He occasionally took a death-defying, low-angle selfie with his phone and seemed very pleased.
The classmates burst into laughter, and someone exclaimed, "That's so Zhuang Yu."
Zhuang Yu proudly whistled, "I'm done performing," and sat back down.
With him leading the way, other classmates also took turns, showcasing their unique selves.
Han Zhao listened to the cheers one after another, his heart growing more and more unsettled. If he didn't perform soon, he would truly miss his chance.
But what were his characteristics? Apart from being good-looking, everything else about him was so ordinary, so conventional, lacking any distinctive traits, utterly uninteresting.
Quan Jiu looked at the last two who hadn't performed and smiled gently, "Everyone has their own unique advantage. For example, Han Zhao and Xiang Fei, who have managed to stay until the end, demonstrates their extraordinary patience, perseverance, and resilience. These two qualities are essential for success. Both of them will surely stand at the pinnacle of the entertainment industry in the future."
As soon as he spoke, the classmates erupted in another uproar.
Someone muttered, "Han Zhao is definitely going to be a top star, but Xiang Fei, with his plain face, becoming a top star? I wouldn't believe it even if you beat me to death."
Xiang Fei heard the discussions around him, his smile unchanged. He suddenly stood up and said with a laugh, "Just based on your words, teacher, I'll reserve my spot at the top."
He stepped forward and performed a silent comedy that had the classmates roaring with laughter.
Gradually, someone started clapping, and then more and more people joined in. The classmates were laughing so hard they could barely straighten up.
"That's so Xiang Fei. Only Xiang Fei has this ability. Oh, I'm dying of laughter, my stomach hurts." The classmates wiped their tears, still doubled over with laughter, filling the classroom with joy.
After Xiang Fei finished his performance, he looked at the still-laughing classmates and suddenly tears welled up. Never before had he felt like he had found his direction.
"Teacher, I understand what you mean now," he said, looking at Quan Jiu with immense gratitude.
Quan Jiu nodded with a smile, "It seems you are a natural comedian. Your performance is very dramatic, and both stage plays and comedy films would suit you well."
"I want to be in front of the screen," Xiang Fei said with great determination.
Quan Jiu agreed, nodding, "Laughing Entertainment is a great destination for comedians. I'll find an opportunity to recommend you to them. You are born for this, and you absolutely deserve it."
Receiving such affirmative praise for the first time made Xiang Fei's tears flow uncontrollably.
He wasn't handsome, nor tall, nor rich. Apart from his passion for acting, he seemed to lack any advantages of an actor. Because of this, he had endured countless mockery, and even his family had urged him to give up.
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The classmates' laughter gradually subsided. Some mocked Xiang Fei for crying, while others, like tough guys acting cute, pleaded, "Teacher, can you recommend us too?"
Quan Jiu patted Xiang Fei's shoulder comfortingly, letting him sit back down. Then, he looked at Han Zhao seriously, "Han Zhao, you are the last to perform, giving you a significant advantage. Relax, just perform casually, don't put too much pressure on the other classmates."
His words again drew peals of laughter from the classmates.
Han Zhao was also amused, and his nervousness and fear lessened. He stood up, but there was still a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
"Don't overthink it. Just perform with your heart. You don't need to satisfy everyone, because even Confucius himself couldn't satisfy everyone," Quan Jiu said with a smile, offering comfort.
Han Zhao took a deep breath. Without any particular action, he simply turned to look at his classmates and then broke into a radiant smile.
In that instant, it was as if a galaxy was illuminated by sunlight, twinkling and beautiful, pure, good, and perfect.
His smiling eyes were even brighter and clearer than a galaxy.
The female classmates in the classroom instantly looked smitten, gazing at Han Zhao with adoration.
"He's so handsome. His smile is warmer than the sun. How can someone be this good-looking in the world?"
Han Zhao turned back and said to Quan Jiu, "Teacher, I'm done performing."
Quan Jiu applauded and nodded, praising with a smile, "Very good. You all accurately captured your characteristics and expressed them. Now, I will randomly select a few people to see if you can still remember their characteristics."
Quan Jiu casually pointed to a male classmate. The other classmates glanced at him and immediately said in unison, "The dance prince of the entertainment industry."
Quan Jiu then pointed to a female classmate, and the others again said in unison, "Foodie."
"Now, can you tell me which number they were in the performance order?" Quan Jiu asked again.
The classmates thought for a moment but couldn't recall. Even they themselves didn't know their performance order, as everyone had performed spontaneously.
Quan Jiu said earnestly, "Numbers are meaningless to you. No matter what your ranking is, once you enter society, no one will care, and no one will remember.
But why do you remember everyone's characteristics? Because characteristics are unique. Characteristics are more interesting and easier to remember than dry numbers.
Persona is an important issue you will face after your debut. Every artist has a persona, whether it's fabricated or their true self.
And your silent performances just now were about finding your own persona.
Names, height, appearance, these are important, of course, but they cannot be memory points. These are not why fans like you. No matter how good-looking someone is, if their values are skewed, I believe rational fans will not like them.
What fans truly like is the persona that belongs uniquely to you within your external conditions. For example, someone who looks cute and innocent but is a taekwondo master, or someone quiet but is an e-sports player. Defining your persona is extremely important for your future development.
The reason I had you perform as yourselves is to tell you that a persona doesn't have to be fake. Fake things will eventually collapse. Only your true self can gain the genuine affection of fans."
The classroom fell silent. After a while, someone started clapping, and then a wave of applause erupted.
The students in Class A were silently watching Jin Xue perform alone on stage.
"Performance is nothing more than the four emotions: joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Joy can be a smile, a laugh; anger can be a slight frown, a roar..."
Hearing the applause and laughter from Class B again, a student finally couldn't help but whisper to the classmate next to them, "What is Class B doing? It's been like a party all morning. Are they that happy?"